Siheyuan: Sending my younger brother to the countryside to raise pigs

As soon as Yu Li left, Yan Jiecheng could no longer lie down.

I got up from the bed, stood in the room and shook off the goose bumps on my body, secretly disgusted with myself for saying such disgusting words.

Yu Li's last words were exactly what he wanted.

If he wasn't worried about being noticed, he would have stayed away from it.

You really think you are so popular that everyone wants to take a bite of you.

Only Yan Jiefang doesn't discriminate between meat and vegetables, and he doesn't mind eating those used by others.

and many more……

Long before the original body died, the two of them had secretly been in love, and the original body had done it with Yu Li many times, so wouldn't I be...

Yan Jiecheng felt a chill and stared at his lower body with an expression of "embarrassment" on his face. He wished he could just kill it with a knife.

what……

What is this thing called?

I didn't enjoy the process, but instead inherited a green hat. It's really unlucky.

Yan Jiecheng felt like crying but had no tears, and even felt that his younger brother seemed to have a psychological trauma.

He observed a three-minute silence for the original owner and himself, and then brought out Yu Li and Yan Jiefang's eighteen generations of ancestors for an ideological education lesson.

After finishing, Yan Jiecheng changed his clothes that were stained with fishy smell and habitually wanted to soak in the basin, but then he thought about his current personality.

Cowardly, lazy, and sloppy.

Decisive, just throw the clothes on the ground.

Then he took off all the sheets and quilt covers that were stained with Yu Li's scent and replaced them with new ones.

After tidying up a bit, he took the basin and went to the yard to wash his face and hair.

After washing, I returned to the room, lay on the bed and had a good sleep, waiting to eat fish in the evening.

……

yard.

Yan Fugui closed his eyes and lay leisurely in the rocking chair at the door, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and humming an unknown opera.

On the table next to him, steam was rising from a white porcelain jar, and the pomegranate tree at the foot of the west wall cast a shadow on him.

What a pleasant day.

His work is going well, his children are filial to him, and the only cancer will soon be kicked away. No one will bother him anymore, and he feels that the future is bright.

He felt he would be in a better mood if it weren't for the disgusting fishy smell next to him.

"With such a big yard, you can't choose another place to deal with it, but you have to block the door. Everyone coming in and out smells fishy. Is it good or what?"

The third aunt glared at Yan Fugui and said unhappily: "You are the one who has too many things to do. You don't help, but you are still so troublesome. You are disgusted. If you are disgusted, don't eat tonight."

Although she said so, the three aunts did not dare to continue blocking the door and chose a location a little further away to continue processing the matter.

"Why shouldn't I eat it? You said you don't want to eat it, so why not? I tell you, I'm responsible for half of the fish you can eat tonight. You should all thank me."

The third aunt curled her lips and said, "The fish was caught by the boss, what does it have to do with you? That's enough, you take all the good things for yourself."

Yan Fugui was dissatisfied with his wife's words and decided to have a good talk with her.

He straightened his body and said solemnly: "I am so stupid. There is an old saying that goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. What I do is to teach him how to fish."

"What do you mean? Where are you putting the tongue twister?"

"Humph, I knew you didn't understand. Let me ask you, who provided the fishing gear to the boss?"

"you!"

Although I don't want to admit it.

"Very good, just admit it. And then, who told him to go fishing?"

The third aunt vaguely understood what Yan Fugui meant.

I feel it makes sense, but I also feel it doesn't. I always feel like something is not right, but I can't find a reason to refute it.

Yan Fugui was happy to see the third aunt looking so aggrieved.

Excited.

He believes that no one in the family can rival him, but judging from the recent performance of his second son, he seems to be showing signs of surpassing him.

The reason he gave was that he was old.

"It seems that you understand the principle of teaching a man to fish. Do you still dare to question my contribution to catching this fish?"

The three aunts were helpless.

Old child, old child, you are really going backwards.

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you. You are the great contributor to the family."

Yan Fugui was not modest and did not feel that this was a perfunctory remark at all.

To him, this was the truth.

"That's true. You finally said something sensible. Tell me honestly, is it all my credit that our family can have such a life?"

Just like teaching someone to fish before, the third aunt also felt aggrieved, but also couldn't find a suitable reason to refute.

The family of four depends entirely on Yan Fugui's meager salary for support. It's not an exaggeration to say that he has made great contributions, but he himself is not idle either.

When it comes to him, it's all his credit.

Forget it, we are all family, why should we make such clear distinctions?

"Yes, it's all your credit. I heard from the second child that you secretly signed up the eldest child to go to Shanxi to dig coal. Do you really want your child to be a coal miner?"

"The names have been reported, how can it be false?"

After all, he is my biological son. Although he has no future, I have raised him by my side for more than 20 years and he has never left home. Now he suddenly wants to go to a place as far away as Shanxi...

Before the person left, the third aunt couldn't help feeling upset.

"Boss, you don't know yet?"

"I forgot to tell him at noon. It won't be too late to tell him in the evening."

The third aunt paused, looked down at the fish in her hand that had been scaled off, and said in silence: "Shouldn't you talk to him about this?

Shanxi is so far away, he has to leave his hometown and work in a coal mine. He has never experienced hardship since he was a child. Besides, he heard that coal mines are very dangerous and people often go down and can't get out. How could he be willing to go there?"

Yan Fugui was a little impatient. "I would like to inform him, but I also need to know where he is. If I don't sign him up quickly, he won't be able to find such a job with his timid personality."

The third aunt also knew that her son was useless.

But no matter whether it is useful or not, he is still her son. No matter how much she looks down on him in normal times, as a mother, she can't help but worry when he is in danger.

"You also said that he has a character problem. With his honest character, he would be bullied to death by the locals if he went to that cannibalistic coal mine."

Yan Fugui was only thinking about making money and didn't think about these things. She even felt that she, as a mother, should take the main responsibility for Yan Jiecheng's current situation.

"That's why we need him to go out and exercise. Besides, how do you know what it's like in a coal mine? You've never been there.

You are worrying about nothing. They are a legitimate enterprise. What do you think they are? Gangsters? Don't think too much about those things. Loving mothers often spoil their children. This is what I mean by you."

The three aunts opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

As the head of the family, no one can stop Yan Fugui from making a decision.

Moreover, he has always looked down on his eldest son, and there is also the restless Yu Li.

The couple just eats and doesn't work. They are idle all day long. The old man has long been displeased with them.